_2nd Cav._ Ha!

_3rd Cav._ Who is this piece of goods--she at the
White Dragon?

_1st Cav._ Nay, a mercer's daughter. Wouldst like
the address? She entertaineth well.

_2nd Cav._ How! 'Tis false!

_1st Cav._ I met her yestereen, and she said thou
shouldst have been a canting Psalmsinger. Thou art
so innocent a youth.

_2nd Cav._ Hell's fire! I'll not bear this. I tell
thee she waved her hand to me from her lattice, and
dropped this kerchief.

_1st Cav._ And to me she gave her garter when I left her.

_2nd Cav._ To hang thyself? Nay, thou liest!

_1st Cav._ [_Strikes him down._] Take that, thou fool!

[_He rises, they draw. Closing in of the
Cavaliers near, confusion._]

_3rd Cav._ Hold, gentlemen! 'Tis a mere wanton!
I believe these wenches are dowered by old Noll to
set our young hot-bloods by the ears. Hold! 'Tis